Where Did I Leave My Book Of Matches?

happy mar Monday my soul is astray

I half dreamt that I was talking to you and confessing some inevitable truth but instead of waking to find myself in the usual position of grasping a phone that's not there or trying to conjure words from muscle memory I opened my eyes to see my hands lightly tented in prayer, desperately pressed like the steeple of a church.

I'm starting 2 understand why every time I want to visit you or just happen to be checking in you're running up around the mountains miles from where you live, walking with no intention and getting yourself so lost you turn into nothing more than the landscape itself

ok cool i can go from sweating my ass off in my room because it's too hot outside to doing it in a bus instead now and then in an even hotter city I have to travel to on 1 hour of notice because nobody told me the right schedule COOL

I know you could find another me and you know I could never find another you

what are the fatality stats on heartbreak and can we increase this by one one (1)